Page 42 of Wanted

“I know you want me deep inside you, baby. Please, let it happen.Let me show you how much I’ve missed you,” I whispered in her ear, nipping ather lobe before I ran my tongue down the side of her lovely throat.

Her only response was to throw her head to the side, exposing moreof her neck to me. I smiled. It was a start.

I moved in closer, pressing my cock against her belly, trying tofind some sort of comfort, but the only thing I found was frustration. When shefelt me against her, she wriggled, a moan escaping her luscious lips. Ireleased her wrists while still lavishing her neck with my mouth, nipping andsucking as if I couldn’t get enough. My goal was to place her on top of thevanity, a perfect position for me to slide inside her. But my trust she wouldgive in faltered when she reached out and slapped me. It came out of nowhere. Thelook of surprise on my face was telling. I never saw it coming, not even for asecond.

I knew I’d hurt her so badly, and if she needed to strike out atme to help release some of her pain then I would gladly allow her to do so. Itook a step back, resting my hands at my sides and nodding in understanding.

She struck me again, the sting from her slap settling into myskin like the punishment I deserved. My jaw tightened and my nostrils flared,but I would stand there and take as much as she had to give me.

Preparing for more of her hurt to lash out at me, I was stunnedto find she was finished. Her face was expressionless, the only indication shewas hurting was the buildup of tears in her eyes. Hitting me again was a muchbetter choice than having to witness her tears. Physical pain I could deal with;it was the emotional pain that tore me up inside.

“I’m so sorry for hurting you, baby. More than you’ll ever know.”

One tear escaped and slid down her cheek. She was gripping theedge of the vanity so tight her hands were turning white.

I dared to move in closer still, nuzzling my head into her neck.Inhaling her sweet scent almost undid any amount of sanity I was holding onto.

“Please, forgive me.” I kissed her throat. “If you give me onemore chance, I promise I’ll never disappoint you ever again. I swear on mylife. Please.” I rained kisses all along her jaw, slowly inching closer to hermouth. “I love you, Sara. I thought it was the right choice. I now know what a hugemistake it was.” I nipped at her bottom lip, running my tongue over the slightsting. “I can’t breathe without you.”

More tears escaped as she stared at me. Brushing my thumbs acrossher cheeks, I did my best to wipe them away. Each one sliced through my heart. Ivowed right then and there to never make her cry ever again.

Resting my lips over hers, I waited for her to make the nextmove. It took her a minute, but she pushed her lips to mine, all the whilestill holding steady to the marble vanity. I was beyond thrilled she’d finallyallowed herself to react to me, in a good way.

I claimed her mouth nice and slow, teasing her as my tonguesavored her. We provoked each other for what felt like forever. In reality, itwas but a few minutes.

The woman standing in front of me drove me out of my mind. Thankfully,I knew I was going to enjoy the ride.

~26~

Sara

I tried my best to hold on to the last shred of my control.But it was wavering, slowly dissipating witheach passing second. I didn’t want him. To be more accurate, I didn’twantto want him. Being next to him,having him invade my personal space, hands touching me, mouth claiming me, hewas making me feel again. I wanted to stay numb. It was so much easier tofunction, to go through the mundane parts of everyday life, if I remained emotionless.

His pleas tore me apart. I knew he was sincere when he spoke andI wanted to forgive him. I really did. But he’d hurt me so badly, I knew it wasgoing to take more than a simpleI’msorryand a few minutes of enrapture to convince me to give him anotherchance.

He’d finally broken the kiss and I didn’t press any further. Iwanted to see what he was going to do next. What I should’ve done was push himaway and walk right on out of there, but I didn’t. I couldn’t find the strengthto walk away from him again. Not until there was some sort of resolution, or atthe very least a promise to…to what? I didn’t even know. I was so confused. Heknew what he was doing by locking us in the ladies room together. Alone. Wherehe could break me down with something as simple as his touch.

“Sara,” he said, gripping my waist as he pulled me into him. “Pleasegive me another chance. I swear you won’t be disappointed.”

His tongue slipped from his mouth to wet his bottom lip. I didn’tthink he even knew what he was doing to me with that one simple action. My eyeswere fixated on his mouth. I loved the taste of him. Hungry for more, I tiltedmy chin up so his mouth hovered over mine but he never moved, which wassurprising. Believing he was letting me lead, I trusted he wouldn’t push me toofar. Not before I was ready.

He pulled back, and the look he gave me held such intensity Ialmost forgot why I was ever angry with him.

Almost.

“Do you want this?” he asked, hands moving around to my lower back,sliding down and cupping my cheeks as he slowly grinded against me. “Do youwant me?” The regret in his eyes told me everything I wanted to know. He wastruly sorry for hurting me, and I believed he would never do it again.

I never directly answered his questions, instead telling himsomething I wanted to say a week before but never did. “I missed you,” Iwhispered, placing my lips back against his.

A groan fell from his mouth as he kissed me again, this time withan undeniable fervor. His hands slid underneath my dress, his fingers teasingmy inner thighs until I widened my stance, allowing him the access he needed.

I was done with hurting.

I was done with the numbness.

I was done with denying myself the smallest bit of pleasure.

I gave in to him.

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